Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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The cunning and treacherous man tried his best to move Jiang Chaosheng's body, but to no avail.

When the Black God used the "Shadow of the Ark of the Covenant," his body was completely immobilized.

Under the shadow of the Ark of the Covenant, unless God himself is present, no living being can but submit obediently.

If the cunning and treacherous individuals of their prime were here, they might still be able to break free.

Now?

A wisp of a remnant soul...

They could only stand there, watching helplessly as they became sacrifices, slowly swallowed up by the Ark of the Covenant, which was constructed of pure darkness.

Suddenly, it sensed something.

His eyes rolled upwards in disbelief.

The eye on its forehead, that cunning and treacherous left eye, that divine aperture—had actually broken free of its control!

His eyes changed.

It's no longer scheming, no longer malicious.

Only indifference.

At this moment, it was Jiang Chaosheng who controlled that eye.

Deceitful, cunning, and terrifying:

"Uh...uh...you, how could you possibly be like this!"

Jiang Chaosheng currently only has one eye and no mouth, but his mental power is enough to clearly convey what he wants to say.

The mocking voice rang in the ears of both the Cowherd and the cunning swindler at the same time:

What this world lacks are always smart people and pure idiots.

What we have no shortage of are self-righteous, half-stupid people like you.

Despite all their cunning and treacherous schemes, they never anticipated that Jiang Chaosheng possessed the "Shadow of the Ark of the Covenant."

They hadn't expected him to also possess the [Spirit Gathering Technique].

Su Daji, the most knowledgeable spiritualist of her time, was most proud of her work, the "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique".

Thousands of years ago, the last emperor, Xin, was a mortal with only a spiritual mind.

In terms of power, he was a level below the gods who possessed divine abilities.

The [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique] was originally a gift prepared by Daji for Emperor Xin, a peerless secret manual that could simulate divine apertures.

Unfortunately, Di Xin already possessed a spiritual aperture, making cultivation impossible—if he wanted to cultivate, he would have to discard the spiritual aperture and start from scratch.

Emperor Xin... didn't have that time.

Jiang Chaosheng had been practicing the [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique] for a long time and had already achieved some success.

At this moment, his body was possessed by the Deceitful and Treacherous, and his soul shrank into the sea of ​​his mind. Just then, the Deceitful and Treacherous was also bound by the shadow of the Ark of the Covenant.

This is the perfect opportunity to seize the left eye of the cunning and treacherous!

He has completely mastered this divine aperture.

Once the dust settles, he will be a mortal with divine abilities.

Like Helian, she can freely learn and use magic.

The difference is—

Helian's spiritual aperture is driven by spiritual power, while his divine aperture is driven by... divine power!

From the moment he understood the Cowherd's conspiracy, he began to think of a countermeasure.

He was wary of the Cowherd, he was wary of the cunning and treacherous nature within him, and he was also worried about the forbidden items that Li Qinglian had traded away.

Instead of fighting, we should take this opportunity to get rid of the Cowherd, get rid of the cunning and treacherous, and take back all those forbidden things.

We don't know how grand the Cowherd's schemes were, nor how deep his cunning and treacherous schemes were.

Anyway, he didn't lose out in this round.

.......

The Cowherd stared in horror at the shadow of the Ark of the Covenant, which was constantly overflowing with pure darkness in the sky.

This was the first time since the end of the Age of Gods that he had felt such a strong threat of death.

The methods of the Western God.

The Supreme God of the Western Heaven—a deity of the same rank as the Supreme God of the Eastern Heavenly Court, and his nominal father-in-law, the Heavenly Emperor.

The cowherd swallowed hard, staring at Jiang Chaosheng in disbelief:

"You...you..."

He has to fight desperately.

"drink!"

He shouted sharply, his hands frantically forming hand seals:

"Yin and Yang are the tools, Creation is the fan, and the Four Symbols—"

Jiang Chaosheng's voice slowly rang out:

"Cowherd, are you going to resist?"

The cowherd's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the mocking eye on Jiang Chaosheng's forehead.

"Sir, do you think this humble Taoist priest cannot break this tactic? If we interrupt the formation of the Ark of the Covenant, we will have a way out!"

Jiang Chaosheng chuckled and said:

"Didn't you want to bring peace to the world for ten thousand years?"

Now, all you have to do is do nothing, drink a pot of farewell wine, and wait for that broken cabinet to devour you—

The cunning and treacherous spirit was gone.

The cowherd trembled all over.

He was right.

As long as you do nothing, just drink a pot of wine and wait to die, the evil god's soul will be completely gone.

They will not be resurrected, and they will have no chance to wreak havoc on humanity.

"What are you hesitating about?!"

This sharp shout startled the Cowherd, making him tremble.

Jiang Chaosheng's voice carried a hint of sarcasm:

"Don't you always talk about peace in the world?"

Your dream is within reach—is it not worth trading your life for the life of a cunning and treacherous villain?

"It's not worth it! It's not worth it!"

Deceitful, cunning, and terrifying screams:

"Grandpa Cowherd! Your life is precious!"

"What are you, little brat! Hurry up and do it!!"

The cowherd's body trembled again.

The hands had already unconsciously continued forming hand seals:

"The Four Spirits, return to your places, heed my call—"

"Heh... So your dream of a peaceful world requires the lives of others to be exchanged, yet you can't bear to sacrifice yourself."

Jiang Chaosheng's voice rang out again, and although there was not much spiritual energy fluctuation, it interrupted Niulang's spellcasting time and time again.

The cowherd paused again.

Then the voice suddenly became sharp:

"You coward, you dare compare yourself to the last emperor!"

The cowherd opened his mouth wide in horror, his throat bobbed, and sweat poured down his forehead.

Finally, he shut his mouth and bit his lip until it bled.

His eyes changed from struggling to resolute.

"I'd rather die than let my fellow Daoists die—I cannot die!"

He re-formed hand seals, exerted all his strength, and roared:

"Hear my command!"

The four mythical beasts moved in unison—

Some tilted their heads back, some flapped their wings, some roared, and some stomped their feet.

The spiritual energy surged forth in an instant, dazzling like a celestial river and a sea of ​​rosy clouds. The four colors of spiritual energy converged into a torrent, rushing toward the shadow of the Ark of the Covenant.

Unfortunately—it was too late.

The shadow of the Ark of the Covenant has been cast.

The ancient and mysterious cabinet door slowly opened, revealing the inscribed stone slab inside.

The incoming spiritual energy was completely swallowed up by the cabinet door, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Fear finally filled the cowherd's eyes: "This...this..."

Jiang Chaosheng laughed heartily:

"So you're not only a hypocritical coward, but also an indecisive coward!"

The cunning and treacherous man shouted angrily:

You're an idiot!

The greatest disgrace to the Eastern Heavenly Court!

This is the worst portrayal of the Eastern Heavenly Emperor ever!

The Cowherd lost all his strength and collapsed onto the dark cloud, staring at the formed black Ark of the Covenant with despair on his face.

The cunning and treacherous panicked:

"Hey old man, stop pretending to be dead!"

Don't tell me you've planned out everything about Zero Antique Shop, but you don't have a single backup plan!

Suddenly, the Cowherd thought of something:

"Yes, there should be!"

He himself didn't realize that he had begun to cooperate with the evil god he hated most.

The Cowherd looked down at the clouds and said sternly:

"Old evil!"

I knew you were here!

You'll definitely come to see what's going on!

You're just waiting for me and Huang Hun to fight to the death so you can reap the benefits!

Quick! Help me!

Dusk cannot move now; the Ark of the Covenant can only deal with me alone!

"If you kill those eleven buyers now, Hunhun will die, and I will live!"

The powerful sound resounded throughout every corner of the South China Sea.

However, there was no response.

The common people huddled in their rooms, hiding behind the sheriff, trembling with fear as they cautiously scanned their surroundings.

The Cowherd angrily cursed:

"At this point, let's forget about the karmic curse of the antique shop!"

Even if you die from a curse and go to hell, you can still become a warrior under Satan's command!

But if you watch me die here, Satan will grind you to dust!

A sigh echoed from all directions of South China Sea City:

"You're a complete waste of space, gigolo!"

In the city of Nanhai, a dense aura of death suddenly surged out, forming a gray mist.

A gray mist billowed into the sky and settled on the dark clouds.

The Dark Councilor removed his black robe, revealing a black skeletal body.

The Hell Staff, the last chance to use Death's Descent, has been used up.